Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Morning, Captain.

No, yeah, I see it.

It's all so different from what I remember.

I want to call my wife.

Ruiz, Montgomery, report!

You really are just like your pops, bro.

We're gonna take care of you and your family.

I didn't mean... Yeah, you did.

Andy, don't be short-sighted.

One, two, three!

All right, have fun.

Why do you hate me?

Searching for egress.

Set up triage just in case.

I'd like you to read it.

I twisted it at Halloween and it hasn't quite healed yet.

Thank you, Chief.

We hadn't started overhaul yet, which is why I ordered Ruiz to wait outside.

Yeah, but that's not what I mean.

I haven't been sleeping much.

Do more of that?

So what is your style?

Hey, can we go get the guava popsicles from the corner store you told me about?

Because maybe do more of that.

Is that a joke?

Let's get it immobilized and put some ice on it.

I am literally who would arrive.

Don't worry, mija.

That feels a little patronizing to me.

There's more to do.

Clear out that smoke.

And that's fine, but... but I have to play that role while being the widow.

Wait, I think I see something else.

I don't know where she lives.

How am I having this conversation in a freaking towel?

I think you've probably put your wife through a lot.